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A Poem by r
there once was awizardnamed blizzarda wonderful wizard was hehis home was made on a mountaintopone inch above the seahe was full of sizzling mistthat ..
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A Story by r
All night long, in the corner of a room, sat a mouse upon a pedestal, which sat upon a crimson pillow, which sat upon a cerulean blue pillow, which sa..
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A Story by r
she cries to the wind about the things he's done and it doesn't hear. it moans and sighs, tossing over itself like it thought itself equivalent to the..
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A Poem by r
dancing in the moonlight on bottles of upturned gineven in the morning, your face so full of sini really want to f**k you, but i don't know howskulkin..
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A Poem by r
water in your lungs.springs that come unsprung.owls that hoot in night.motionless wings of flight.drowning in the truthdrowning in your lieswhen will ..
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A Book by r
It's funny. There's angst, violence, fluff, and whatthefuck scenes. Read it if you wish to be blown, whether by the suckiness or its slutness or its....
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A Chapter by r
oops did i get a tad sentimental
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A Chapter by r
The yellow leopard listened to the kitting from the adjacent
den. Mewls, tiny pitiful sounds, echoed and filled his heart with hope, but he
could fe..
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A Chapter by r
Racing
through the night, crisp and cool wind blew against her face, and
threaded through her fur. Black and ruffled by the gusts..
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A Chapter by r
She
found herself beside the lake, paw-steps away from the oaks marking
the entrance of the tunnel, after patrolling their main t..
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